Hold On

Darcy didn't go to school the next day, or the next day, or the next day. In fact, she stopped going to school at all. She couldn't face Peter nor did she want to face the rumors that she was sure would be going around. And facing Mrs. H, well let's just say that was not going to happen if she had any say in the matter.

Darcy got a job; she started working for a photography booth. She learned to develop film and actually became quite good at it. She also learned to listen to people's order, all the time, nonstop. It wasn't exactly fun but, it sure beat being back at Degrassi.

She and Spinner, though, were quite confusing. They had this chemistry, one which made her stomach bubble and her heart soar. She was scared though. I mean, last guy she opened her heart to, destroyed her life completely.

She was developing the last of the pictures for the day when she saw one that caught her eye. It was one of Peter, except he wasn't alone nor was he wearing anything. It seemed that Darcy had found some dirt on poor little Mister Stone. She made an extra copy of the photo and took off her apron to go back to Spinner's apartment.

She walked the three blocks to the apartment contemplating what her next move would be. She had the picture but, how to make the most of it was the real question.

She was walking when she realized that the Degrassi Senior Dance was the upcoming weekend. What a great time to use the picture to her advantage or at least to use as blackmail so he would admit to what he did to her.

She ran the rest of the way, rushing into the apartment ecstatically. Spinner, who had been trying to surprise her with her favorite meal of lasagna (despite the fact he was a horrible chef). "Darcy?! Is everything okay?" Spinner said in alarm because she usually went and got coffee before she came home.

"Everything is perfect! Guess what I have? The solution to all of our problems is here." she said ecstatically as she handed him the picture.

"A picture of Peter, naked, fucking… holy crap… how did you get this?" Spinner said, handing the picture back to her a little disturbed at the new images that would now be ingrained into his head until the end of eternity.

"At work. Little Peter's Mademoiselle forgot to check her camera before she got them printed and voila, instant blackmail." Darcy said with a smirk, putting the picture away into her pocket for safe keeping.

"And we're going to use this how?" Spinner asked her, with a mildly amused and a mildly confused face. He was glad to see her happy but he wished it was because of him not because of Peter.

"Don't you see? I'll show him some of the other pictures I have, leaving out the most important, and tell him if he doesn't admit to what he did to me, then I'll show the whole school. And if he still won't admit it, then I post these all over the Degrassi Senior Dance." Darcy said. Spinner smiled at her and pulled her into a tight embrace.

"That is so… clever" Spinner said while breathing in the smell of her lavender shampoo and Vera Wang Princess perfume.

She pulled back slightly in order to see his and giggled. "Did Gavin Mason just say clever?" Darcy said smiling.

"Yeah well, just don't tell anyone" Spinner said playfully.

He still hadn't let go of her yet. He stared into her eyes, hoping that maybe he would get his second chance with her. But, he didn't want to be the rebound guy so he would wait patiently. Darcy started to lean closer and despite his desire to kiss her, he pulled away and started to walk to the kitchen.

"I made Lasagna, your favorite." Spinner said with an awkward smile.

Darcy was very disappointed that she didn't get to kiss him, for all her feelings for him had slowly come back, not that they really ever left though.

"Yum! Thanks Spin…" she said trying to fake a smile as she sat down at the table for dinner.

Dinner was an awkward affair. They didn't talk; rather they just ate and would occasionally make eye contact. Darcy finished first and thanked him, hurrying to her room for some much needed planning and even more needed sleep.

Spinner cleaned the table and headed to bed. The last thing he thought before he slept though was 'What if?'.